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Saturday, August 1, 2009

Half Dead and Still Keep Complaining

What a week.

My laptop sent for service. (really WTF)

Wanted to use the desktop at home, but I forgotten the freaking password.

The best part was I set the password and I know it is freaking long and complicated.

Nobody can tell me the password.

Attempt to use iTouch, but it needs WIFI.

What The FORK.

Now I'm at Calvin's house in Sri Pulai using the WIFI service,

updating my blogs using his dad's newly bought laptop.


WHAT THE FORK AGAIN.


I had issue about his dad's laptop.

( Seriously, no gratitude lar!)

Why he spent so much for a HP where he actually can get a MacBook Pro.

( Freaking complaining for nothing. I like complaining, whatever. )

And I was half way to death where I accidentally slipped when I ran down from the staircase.

Why am I so clumsy? FORK.

Prayed hard and thanks GOD that I am alive.

Stay alive to keep complaining and cherish how great is the world in the same time.

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Went to Hospital University Malaya few days ago.

The service really sucks.

I came across with an incident where a young lady requested about the Cervical Cancer over the counter at the lobby.

The scumbag, which I named after the stupid old fat lady working in the hospital, said out loud :

" Are you active in sex? How many guys you've been sleeping with? "

I was like WHAT THE FUCK!

If the old fat lady dares to talk such thing to me, I will make sure she goes back with a swallowed cheek and embarrass her in the public.

Don't mess with me, wasted piece of creation.

Is she insane or brainless?

Uneducated person working in the hospital.

Cervical Cancer can happens on anyone that have ovary, arsehole.

You don't need to sleep around to get that.

Curse her never can be thinner anymore.

Pity the young lady she was in shock and couldn't make any response.

Hell ya' when you are treated this way, where you actually (or your parents) pay for the taxes and their ridiculous highly-paid-for-nothing salary, for the god's sake!

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Thanks to *someone* that dedicated a bouquet of roses to me,

wishing me HAPPY GRADUATION!

Really thanks and what a big surprise when you showed at my doorstep.

Friendship Forever ya!

7th Year Anniversary falls on the previous week,

celebrated it with my hunny bunny!

*Love is in the air*

Many hugs and kisses.

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